The Swan

The Swan that would
The ugly duckling that could
A cloudy misperception of what was

Where you stand.
How you made it this far.
To still stand.

There.
Disgrace.
Lost.
Tired.

Nothing more and nothing less.
What you are. You will always be.
To spread your wings.
Finally to die.

This world holds only its own.
And spits out.
All.
It only consumes.



(I'm in the mood leave me alone.)